"Are you his subordinate? or something?" She asked. He nodded in response.
"I see. I should probably go now. I have some training to do. See you another time, Akutagawa." She bid him goodbye. While he waved.
She went down the stairs heading towards the training grounds.
a few minutes later...
She reached the warehouse or their usual training place. She opened the door and saw Dazai laying down on a crate, his head dangling off it.
He sat up hearing the door slide open.
"Finally..." He exhaled out.
"Finally my ass..." (Y/N) mumbled out.
"Aren't you the ones who's always late, because you're always looking for another way to die." She pointed out.
He gasped, placing his hand on his chest. "You didn't have to expose like that." He said overacting.
"You're being so dramatic." She said chuckling afterwards. She walked towards him and smacked him on the head.
"Ow..." He gripped his head.
"Let's get this on with already."
She walked away from him and went to the entrance. She cracked her fingers and removed her cape, placing it on one of the crates.
"I'll win this time." He pouted.
"Well, I hope so."
Both of them prepared themselves. This time they were very confident for it to work, for Dazai's ability to work.
before the training ended...
It was nearing sundown. By now they were exhausted. Their attempts were all a failure.
They looked at eachother. (Y/N) shook her head, wanting to stop for the day. Dazai wanted to agree, but he hesitated. He thought, "One more attempt won't hurt, right?"
"W-what about one more?" He asked looking at her.
"S-sure, last one."
The both of them stood still on either side of the warehouse. (Y/N) activated her ability on last time and charged at Dazai.
Dazai stood still at his place and watched her charging towards him. She tried to attach the strings on his limbs but he dodged.
He kept dodging the strings, sometimes getting a hit or two. She breathed heavily.
This went on for a few more moments. Dazai was now by the entrance. (Y/N) charged at him again, finally attaching the strings on him.
She sighed in relief. She pulled on the strings, his limbs reacting to it. She slowly tried to control his mind. Obviously Dazai fighted back.
Dazai activated his ability, hoping for this one to work.
Both of them waited for a second, closing their eyes. Then it happened.
The sound of breaking glass echoed throughout the warehouse. Their eyes snapped open.
"T-the strings—" She looked at her gloved hands.
"It's gone! It worked!" He screamed.
"Fucking finally!" She dropped on her knees, very tired.
Dazai pulled her up, hugging her. "Eww, you're all sweaty! Get off of me!" She struggled to get off, pushing his face away.
"Aww, come on. We finally did it."
"Let go of me." She blankly said. He finally let her go.
"Let's get a drink when we get back." She said said, wiping her sweat off her forehead.
"At the headquarters?" He questioned. She grabbed her cape.
"Where's the place you always drink at? Lupin was it?" She asked back, walking towards the exit.
"Yeah. Let's get there then. I'll tell Mori-san we got off early." He said grabbing his phone from his pocket.
"Invite some others too." She said stepping out of the warehouse. He nodded.
They went towards the bar. Waiting for the others.
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A chapter has finally been uploadedಥ‿ಥ
I was getting unmotivated in doing stuff lately but finally I got the will to update this book.
Tomorrow there will be lots of fluff with Chuuya since it's his birthday 🎉
I will try it to only be a reader and Chuuya bonding moment.
See you tomorrow, farewell my dears~
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FanfictionAmong the quite streets of Yokohama in the more financially challenged streets lived a young girl named (L/N) (Y/N). An orphan girl who was fortunate enough to come across a teenage boy named Dazai Osamu a member of the Port Mafia, Dazai was only s...
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